Wednesday, 6 February 2013

You had to have been asleep at the switch not to have seen this coming. After all, the exact same arguments used to normalize homosexuality can be used to normalize the sexual exploitation of children or any other perversion from transgenderism to poly amory. And those arguments are being used. And there is an attempt being made to mainstream paedophilia. After all, in our tolerant society it is just another preference.

It is a funny thing. Well, not funny ha ha. Odd.

The left wants to make it about tolerance and acceptance and people loving
people. That is a flat out lie. It is about fucking. Or to be more exact, like
being like barn yard animals who want to fuck anything that moves.

Well, you say, you see homosexuality in the animal kingdom to which I say,
you are not a dim witted animal. Or maybe you are.

I almost started this column by saying The Guardian is a mainstream
British daily newspaper and not the U.K.’s version of the National
Enquirer. But that would insult the National Enquirer, which,
whatever you want to say about supermarket tabloids, was the first to expose
presidential candidate John Edwards’ dalliances when respectable papers held
their noses.

On Jan. 2 the respectable Guardian published an article,
“Paedophilia: bringing dark desires to light.” The title choice is more
prophetic than intended, calling to mind Isaiah’s “Woe to those who call evil
good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness” (Isaiah
5:20). Below are excerpts, a case study in journalistic slouching toward
Gomorrah.

“There is little agreement about paedophilia, even among those considered
experts on the subject.”

Right off the bat we are introduced to the notion of different
opinions, which is Strategy No. 1. The Dark Side (Ephesians 2:2; 5:11;
6:12) need merely suggest that something evil is really only “controversial.”
When the discussion begins at that level, the bad guys have already won ground:
Pedophilia is now put forth as a subject on which reasonable people
disagree.

Note a maneuver in 1 Kings 20, when the Israelites soundly defeat Syrian King
Ben-hadad: His servants tell him, “The kings of the house of Israel are merciful
kings. Let us put sackcloth around our waists and ropes on our heads and go out
to the king of Israel.” They do that, asking King Ahab for mercy, and Ahab says
of Ben-hadad, “He is my brother.”

The Syrian servants who “were watching for a sign” then say, “Yes, your
brother Ben-hadad.” The purveyors of darkness are looking for a sign from us
too, for mercy unmoored to truth corrodes to leniency. Relinquish the word
“wrong,” accept the softer “reasonable difference of opinion,” and the camel’s
nose is well under the tent.

Strategy No. 2: “A paedophile is someone who has a primary or exclusive
sexual interest in prepubescent children. Savile [Jimmy Savile, high-profile
English pedophile] appears to have been primarily an ephebophile, defined as
someone who has a similar preferential attraction to adolescents.”

Ephebophile is a brand new word for me; I
suspect it will become nauseatingly familiar. But the point to notice is that
now we have distinctions being proffered, a sophisticated taxonomy.
Distinctions are strategy No. 2 for normalizing evil. The making of
them automatically confers a certain legitimacy without even having to argue for
it. After all, you cannot have varieties of something that doesn’t exist. So,
circularly, if there are varieties of sexual orientation, they are real, and if
real, they are not to be condemned.

Strategy No. 3: “Sarah Goode, a senior lecturer at the University of
Winchester and author of two major 2009 and 2011 sociological studies on
paedophilia in society, says the best current estimate … is that ‘one in five of
all men are, to some degree, capable of being sexually aroused by
children. … There is a growing conviction, notably in Canada, that paedophilia
should probably be classified as a distinct sexual orientation, like
heterosexuality or homosexuality. Two eminent researchers testified to that
effect to a Canadian parliamentary commission last year, and the Harvard Mental
Health Letter of July 2010 stated baldly that paedophilia ‘is a sexual
orientation.’”

“Harvard.” “U of Winchester.” “Major sociological studies.” The canny
takeaway message here: These people are smarter than you. Strategy No. 3 is the
domain of the professional. “And few agree about what causes it. Is paedophilia innate or acquired?”

Professionals will pretend to argue about Nature versus Nurture for another
year or so, as they did in the early days of the gay movement. Then someone will
say, “You say potato and I say potahto, let’s call the whole thing off,” and no
one will care anymore. Polymorphous promiscuity will prevail. The jig will be
up.

“Some academics do not dispute the view of Tom O’Carroll, a former chairman
of PIE [Paedophile Information Exchange] … that society’s outrage at paedophilic
relationships is essentially emotional, irrational, and not justified by
science. ‘It is the quality of the relationship that matters,’ O’Carroll
insists.”

The thing to notice here is that while you weren’t looking the word
“relationships” snuck in without debate. Another place gained. The language of
alternative lifestyle slowly replaces today’s more common terminology of “abuse”
and “victim.”

When Ray Bradbury died at the age of 91 last June the book publishers, ever
ready to capitalize on death and tragedy, rushed their stocks of Bradbury books
to market.

Bradbury was one of America's best known writers of fantasy, horror, mystery,
and, particularly, science fiction. He is best known for Fahrenheit 451, which
was required reading when I was in high school back in the stone age, The
Martian Chronicles and the Illustrated Man.

My favorite Bradbury book, however, is Something Wicked This Way Comes, and
when Bradbury's books hit the book store shelves like a wave last June I picked
up several paperbacks to have a good time re-reading this master story
teller.

A good writer must have a good memory, not for his story line, but for the
sights and sounds of the time he is writing about. This is what makes Stephen
King so appealing. He remembers yesteryear vividly and is able to recreate it in
his stories.

It is not the story line that makes this yarn so appealing to me. It is the
characters, the two boys, who form the heart of this story. It is about the
mournful tone of a distant train whistle, it is about the rustle of leaves at
the end of August, it is about sneaking from the house in the dead of night and
racing through the empty streets of the town.

It doesn't matter that this novel is a fanciful horror story that every adult
knows isn't true. It is that it is a story that every boy can believe might be
true in the recesses of his mind from whence come the fear and goosebumps of a
good fright. Can you remember as a child your mind working you into a good
fright with its imaginations?

I remember racing through darkened streets when my parents thought me sound
asleep in my bed. I remember frghtening myself silly with some imagination or
another, of streaking to my home and my friend streaking to his, afriad to turn
around, sure that death and the devil were hard on our heals.

Something Wicked This Way Comes is a good story but perhaps it is a better
peek back to when you were 11 years old.

Pick it up, read it, and be a child again. But before you begin? Lock all the
doors, draw all the blinds, turn on every light in the house, and make sure your
god is inside to protect you. That train whistle in the distance may portend a
horror you weren't expecting.

Amazon says: Few American novels written this century have
endured in th heart and mind as has this one-Ray Bradbury's incomparable
masterwork of the dark fantastic. A carnival rolls in sometime after the
midnight hour on a chill Midwestern October eve, ushering in Halloween a week
before its time. A calliope's shrill siren song beckons to all with a seductive
promise of dreams and youth regained. In this season of dying, Cooger &
Dark's Pandemonium Shadow Show has come to Green Town, Illinois, to destroy
every life touched by its strange and sinister mystery. And two inquisitive boys
standing precariously on the brink of adulthood will soon discover the secret of
the satanic raree-show's smoke, mazes, and mirrors, as they learn all too well
the heavy cost of wishes -- andthe stuff of nightmare.